Energy blasts kept flying. Neither side stepping forward. The Autobots hid behind fallen logs. Drag Strip snarled as his gun burned in his ghost fists. Wildrider looked at his sibling; watching as he threw his gun to the snow as it evaporated. “Dang it why can't Dead End hurry?” Drag Strip asked. “You know him, he's never around when needed.” Wildrider yelled. (The brothers returned to shooting.
Up in the trees, gentle spider legs pushed down on the snow covered branches. Airachnid looked down, optics focused on the blue femme. A bit of snow fell, brushing Arcee's shoulder. She moved her helm, firing at the spider. Airachnid leaped about, shooting webs that bonded with the snow. The other Autobots looked back at their smallest member. Right as Wildrider fired at Bulkhead. The two undead mechs tore the Autobots away from the two dueling femmes.
Arcee chased after the spider, blasters out and tearing through branches. Wood and snow fell, crushed unver the blue femme's feet. Up above, Airachnid fired her own energy blasts. Other claws gripped onto the falling materials) “I wished you stayed in that pod!” Arcee snarled. “Two blue targets, not enough time to deal with both.” Airachnid mused. “Two?” Arcee asked. “Nothing you need to know.” Airachnid whispered. (She leaped from a tree, drilling towards the Autobot. Arcee backed up, watching snow move. Right then, an arm smacked her to a tree. Arcee moved before another leg could drill into her. Blue armor shined in the snow, servos shifted to blasters, shooting the spider. Airachnid danced in the air, twisting to keep attacking.
Dead End stood on a cliff, overseeing the two femmes and ran. His gun out as he vanished, reappearing and kicking Arcee away) “Airachnid, enough games! Remember your mission!” Dead End hissed. (His gun pointed at the Autobot, who remained in the snow. Airachnid stared before moving closer to the fatalist) “I thought you wouldn't care.” Airachnid hummed. “Breakdown is still our brother.” Dead End growled. (Purple energy emitted from his gun, which he aimed at the spider. A sly smirk came to his lips) “Don't worry Dead End, I know of the deal. It'll be over soon.” Airachnid hummed. (She moved away; tiny holes left in the snow. Dead End looked back at the motorcycle) “You think things are going to go your way Airachnid? It doesn't matter, I'll let my brother deal with you.” Dead End snarled. (He grabbed Arcee and both vanished as the fighting continued.
Heavy winter winds hit black armor. Motormaster's frame glowed a deep purple. Yellow optics noticed two figures moving towards him. His second oldest brother, with a struggling femme) “Wrong blue you idiot!” Motormaster snapped. (Dead End stepped back, letting Arcee fire shots at the duo. Her armor shifted to a motorcycle and tried to drive off. Dead End stepped back, watching his older brother rush after the Autobot.
Blue colors swerved around the forgotten landscape. A truck's born blared, snow falling from the tree tops. Arcee kept driving, skidding under a log as the Decepticon tore through it. Wood flew into the snow; the Autobot transformed at a cluster of trees, guns out and firing at the Kenworth. The blasts began to dent the polished grill. Motormaster yelled, transforming and punching her. Arcee yelled as she hit a stone surface, falling to the snow. Motormaster sneered, his frame relaxed. Dead End came up to him) “Airachnid knows where Breakdown is. We'd best go and die.” Dead End ordered. “Good, now to slay a Autobot before we go.” Motormaster grinned. (He came up to the fallen femme. Arcee got up, shooting at the elder mech's faceplates. Motormaster yelled, throwing the Autobot towards an opening of trees. Both Stunticons stared before the black armored mech screamed. Guns appeared in his servos as he blasted the area. Purple flames burning his frame. The younger Stunticon stared, crossing his arms) “She's either now dead, or going to die.” Dead End sighed. He grabbed onto his older brother's shoulder and they vanished. The cluster of trees buried under snow.
Finally, I’m glad to get this up and now I can hlp move onto the next chapter. It does feel strange how my other stories have been ignored. But I don’t have much control over that aspect of my writing. At least Synthetic Life has been very popular based on websites like fanfiction.net. I’ll just stop rambling and let everyone read the chapter.
Credit goes to @lonemaximal for being the inspiration.
Systems started to come online, errors filled the screen. A cold shivered across her frame. Red glowed, letting her optics examining tiny clear crystals building up on her face. Daffodil blinked a few times before sighting someone standing over her. Another Vehicon; Badger.
“Your alive.” Badger paused. “Badger? How did we survive?” Daffodil asked. “I disabled most of my systems to protect myself from the cold. In my search, I found you lying in Stasis Lock.” Badger replied. “What will we do now?” Daffodil asked. “Rest, we can't do anything until your systems come back online. Managed to find this little cave and some trees nearby.” Badger said. “Do you think other Vehicons are looking for us?” Daffodil asked. “I'm unsure, all my com systems are offline. I can't let those Autobots find us or those maniacs.” Badger explained. (He sat down next to Daffodil, lifting her up to stare at a fire)
“What do you want to do when this is all over?” Daffodil asked. “I wouldn't mind visiting a forest and find badgers.” Badger chuckled. “I'm hoping to see the flowers again. One wish is to find a large flower patch that I can rest near. Have you seen any butterflies?” Daffodil asked. “Sticks of butter with wings?” Badger asked. “No.” Daffodil sighed. “Err, I'm unused on human things.” Badger said. “Their tiny creatures with wings and weird straws. I see them on flowers and always wondered why they have those straws.” Daffodil answered. “Strange.” Badger said. “I should've researched them a while back on the Nemesis. Although Megatron or Soundwave wouldn't have approved.” Daffodil chuckled. “Remember the last time Baconrider looked up what bacon is?” Badger asked. “You convinced him into that thing.” Daffodil added. (The two Vehicons laughed as the fire continued to burn the wood)
“I need to get some more wood, will you be alright without me?” Badger asked. “Yeah.” Daffodil paused. “I don't want to risk killing the both of us. At least one of us can live to tell Megatron or any other Decepticon that one of us survived.” Badger replied. “Be careful.” Daffodil whispered. (The male Vehicon lowered his friend closer to the dimming fire. His red visor glowed as the Vehicon walked out of the cave, his Spark racing at each second.
Wildrider and Drag Strip snarled. Both vanished and reappeared at almost every tree. Their optics glowed, searching for the youngest of their brothers. If they were to fail again, Motormaster won't like this. So they continued their search across the Winter landscape. The cold not bothering them compared to their true alive brother.
Breakdown looked around as he hid within a cave of ice. One yellow optic glowing against darkness. He noticed the faint traces of yellow, Drag Strip moving further away. He looked around at every step he took, this should give him enough time to run, unless Wildrider hid himself. Breakdown started to step out of the cold and began to transform.
Snow hit Breakdown's tires as he started to drive away. Drag Strip still unaware of what was going on. The dark blue mech continued to move further away. His wheels leaving trails of marks engraved into the snow. It shouldn't be enough to alert his older brother, yet at that thought, his Spark pulsed.
The yellow mech lifted his helm and turned, yes, there was a sign his little brother was here. His visor glowed before catching sight of a fading Armet Balkan) “Wildrider!” Drag Strip yelled. (Upon that voice, Breakdown drove away, now hearing the roar of tires behind and beside him?
Wildrider cackled as he rammed right into Breakdown. This send the larger mech a few inches away from the main path he was on. A cannon emerged from Breakdown's roof and started firing at the Stunticon. Wildrider drove back as Drag Strip appeared right in front of Breakdown. The elder mech transformed and punched at Breakdown's windshield. Tires screeched as Breakdown hit the brakes and transformed. He gripped onto Drag Strip and threw him towards a boulder. A yellow optic glared upon his yellow brother. His cannon fired a blast at his older brother. The blast hit his shoulder as Breakdown turned away)
“Breakdown, you loved that game of hide and seek. The same one we played with you for years.” Wildrider growled. “Don't push me.” Breakdown growled. “Push you? Do you know how much I hated that game? You were always a terrible player and I always grew sick of it. I want to go home again with you!” Wildrider yelled. “Do you know what you put me through?” Breakdown snarled. “Oh, we had lots of fun playing tag with you!” Wildrider yelled. “That was when you were chasing me, called me a running cyberduck and tried to attack me.” Breakdown said. (His shoulder cannon pointed at the older brother. Wildrider frowned, his yellow optics glaring upon the sole one of his brother)
“Breakdown.” Wildrider paused. (The young brother turned his frame and got his hammers out, slamming them right at Drag Strip's chest. He screamed out as he vanished, blending with the snow. Breakdown turned and glared at his brother, hammers now coated with snow. Wildrider stood still, watching as Breakdown towered over him. All fake, a facade to hide the true confused Youngling inside) “I never want to see you again.” Breakdown choked. “We are family, we won't leave till.” Wildrider paused. (His optics widened as Breakdown slammed down at him with his hammers. The shoulder cannon firing at the older brother.
Soon, the mist of Wildrider vanished, now leaving Breakdown to attack the snow. Some splashed onto his face. He stood still as small fragments fell down his bulky armor. Snow started to get harsher as he noticed it. A blizzard was starting to hit this area. Breakdown transformed and drove off. Everything within his bulky armor now freezing as he blasted hot air within his systems. Back on the road again, all by himself without his partner. The cold air drifted away by the heat, yet most remained deep within his Spark.
Hi everyone! I’m really happy to return to writing this alongside my other stories. Really wish to give thanks to @lonemaximal, for being great support.
The blizzard wind rushed through the remaining jets. All bearing frost on their wings; flying above a frozen road. No Vehicons in sight, if the snow hasn't caught them. A Vehicon nicknamed Giddy flew up to Tim. “Do you think the blizzard is the reason for the loss of the signal?” Giddy asked. “It's harder to get a signal. How can this Earth element effect us?” Dreadwing questioned. (He flew further ahead in the snow; the surviving Vehicons continuing to follow. The femme Vehicon went closer to Dreadwing)
“Commander?” The Vehicon asked. “Yes.” Dreadwing replied. “I wondered on what happened to you, how did you end up on those cliffs?” The femme asked. “A previous blizzard occurred during my search. Far stronger than this; it blew me off course. I crashed into one of those structures and rested till you came.” Dreadwing said. “Did we disturb you?” The Vehicon asked. “No, I needed to return to my mission.” Dreadwing said. “Dreadwing, sir!” Tim cried. (The mech and femme paused, noticing Tim diving towards the ground. Those still alive followed, escaping the clouds.
The Vehicons and Dreadwing landed onto the ice cold asphalt. Particles attaching themselves to their armor. All noticed Tim running to something covered in show. He brushed it away and gasped. A Vehicon lay buried in snow, frozen in the position he died in. The femme Vehicon trembled, looking up at Dreadwing. He approached the body and glanced on Tim)
“Autobots.” Dreadwing growled. “Knock Out must've told them and now their looking for Breakdown.” Giddy growled. (Dreadwing sighed, the cold wind started to get harsh. Snow flew through the air, trees started to become harder to see. More bodies revealed from the harsh conditions. The femme Vehicon approached the others, tripping on a pile of snow. She stood up; armor shaking from both fear and the cold. The femme glanced at the pile, noticing movement) “Everyone!” The Vehicon called. (Dreadwing and the two Vehcions went up to her. She pointed to the pile of snow moving.
Tim and Giddy dug through the ice, pulling out Abby. She moaned, red visor flashing) “Primus your lucky!” Giddy yelled. “Hmm? Am I dead?” Abby asked. “No, now we need to contact base. What happened while we were gone?” Tim asked. “I saw red and yellow cars, they attacked us. Killed everyone.” Abby sighed. “Knock Out and Bumblebee; they're looking for Breakdown as well.” Tim sighed. (Abby started to stand up, except her frame refused to move)
“No, save your strength.” The Vehicon said. (They stared on the wounded Vehicon) “I can't get a signal from down here. Will have to try somewhere else.” Dreadwing growled. “We can't separate, Abby will die without us.” The Vehicon said. (The Seeker glared upon the femme; Tim approached Dreadwing)
“We'll find higher ground or hope that this blizzard ends soon.” Tim said. “Then there's one choice.” Dreadwing said. (He started to walk away. Abby looked at Tim and Giddy) “Have any other ideas?” Abby asked. “I do have some nets, if your alright with flying high up.” Giddy said. “Which type of net?” Abby asked. “Sleep Net.” Giddy answered. (Silence; the winged femme Vehicon sighed before walking up to Dreadwing. Her optics on the bracelet)
“Commander Dreadwing?” The Vehicon asked. “What?” Dreadwing replied. “I've mentioned it before, that bracelet, it looks good on you.” The Vehicon whispered. (She looked away, still able to notice a thin smile on her Comamnder's face) “It reminds me of my brother. And a bit of my past.” Dreadwing said. “What happened?” The Vehicon asked. “Do you know of Orniths?” Dreadwing asked. “No, my life began near the end of the fighting on Cybertron. Information about those things didn't matter. At least, to everyone around me.” The Vehicon said. (She glanced back at the three Vehicons wrestling each other)
“In Seeker culture, an Orniths is mean to represent many things. Most wear these long chains during celebrations. Pieces of metal would dangle from them. Often bearing a symbol of what they wish for the most.” Dreadwing explained. “Did you get one?” The Vehicon asked. “Yes, long before the war; I received oone from a close friend. Her Ornith represented love, that she had affection for me. Except, my Sire disagreed.” Dreadwing answered. “Why did he not like it?” The Vehicon asked. “He wanted me and my twin to ignore those emotions. Most considered him crazy after a nightmare he had. About a war, how he would lose me, Skyquake, and our Carrier. He trained Skyquake and I to where we are now.” Dreadwing explained. “Do you still feel those emotions, when their buried away by all the years of fighting?” The Vehicon asked. “No. I'm not meant to show others of weakness. My Sire destroyed her Ornith to ensure I wouldn't let my emotions control me.” Dreadwing answered. “Then, why do you keep the bracelet?” The Vehicon asked.
(Dreadwing paused, red optics focused on the emeralds and diamonds. Why did he accept this gift when he should've destroyed it? The SIC looked at the soldier) “You seem interested in this, did you make it?” Dreadwing asked. “No, where did you find it?” The Vehicon asked. “At a mine during my mission for Knock Out. I woke to the sight of a box contianing this and a message. I'm still curious about who would give me this. And to know who it was.” Dreadwing answered. (The Vehicon lowered her helm)
“Um, Commander; there's one last thing I wanted to tell you.” The Vehicon said. (Dreadwing stared at her, ignoring the ice coating his armor) “Yes?” Dreadwing asked. (She froze; Spark racing) “Um, I saw you in the war back on Cybertron. When the Guardians started their rampage against us Vehicons. You and your brother appeared and destroyed many of them. Which allowed us to escape. I never got the chance to thank you for saving us that day.” The Vehicon explained. (Dreadwing nodded) “We needed soldiers to survive; it was quite hard to battle the Guardians. Knowing that they would've killed me or my brother in their grip.” Dreadwing answered. “That and I, well.” The Vehicon paused. “Well?” Dreadwing asked. (She lowered her helm, Spark pulsing faster. All till they heard shouting from behind.
Both saw Giddy and Tim dragging Abby, now trapped in a Sleep Net) “Wait for us!” Tim yelled. (Dreadwing sighed) “We will talk at another time.” Dreadwing said. (He walked off, the femme Vehicon stared at the snow) “Will I ever get the courage?” The Vehicon thought.
Hiding behind snow covered trees, two mechs stood on a mound of snow. Their optics focused on the four on the frozen road. Dead End sighed) “Wildrider and Drag Strip already made this situation worse. And their too busy racing in circles and not looking for our brother.” Dead End mused. “Once I get my servos on them, I'll grind them to dust.” Motormaster growled. “Still; how is Breakdown able to slip by us. Might've died already and we forgot.” Dead End said. (He got a slap to the back of his helm)
“Enough Dead End, we came here to see what Megatron's soldiers are up too. Now knowing their alive, alongside two more, those two know how to mess up.” Motormaster growled. “Well, what now?” Dead End asked. “Keep an optic on them and try to also find our other two brothers. I'll continue the search for Breakdown and give Knock Out a little visit.” Motormaster ordered. (Dead End nodded, he stared as his older brother vanished) “What a busy day.” Dead End sighed.
I apologize for messing up on my dates. Really need to step it up on what I do here. But for now, here’s a new chapter, a surprise will be up tomorrow, so I thank everyone for your patience and wish for you all to have a great day.
Credit goes to @lonemaximal for the inspiration for the story.
Sparks flew in the air; Wheeljack gripped a welder, placing the flames close to his ship. Faint battle marks on his armor. Bulkhead, Miko, and Smokescreen nearby. The Autobot rookie also bearing battle marks. “How's it coming Jackie?” Bulkhead asked. “Been getting there.” Wheeljack said. “Are you sure you should be doing this? Ratchet told us to rest after our fight with the Stunticons.” Smokescreen asked. “I've been through worse.” Wheeljack said. (He smirked, continuing to repair the Jackhammer) “So, when are you gonna tell me about the Stunticons and how you crushed them?” Miko asked. “Yeah, you told me that earlier, Wheeljack.” Smokescreen said. “That, well the story went like this.” Wheeljack started.
(Two figures drove through a broken metallic landscape) “Are you sure were getting closer?” Bulkhead asked. “I'm getting a clear signal, Helios should be close by.” Wheeljack said. (Other vehicles appeared, driving close to the two Wreckers) “We're coming Wheeljack, need to find Helios and get him out of there!” Another Wrecker said. “I can see the city!” One Wrecker called. (A ruined city, falling to pieces. The faint roar of vehicles echoed in the distance) “Stunticons are pretty active.” Bulkhead said. “We'll keep the Stunticons busy, Bulkhead, Wheeljack, go find Helios.” A Wrecker said. “On it.” Wheeljack said. (He drove off; Bulkhead following)
“Why are we rescuing him when he left the Wreckers without any word?” Bulkhead asked. “Said he has vital information in servo and needs to give it to us in person.” Wheeljack answered. “Of all things.” Bulkhead sighed. (Both stopped as the ground shook. A massive explosion roared behind the two. Wheeljack and Bulkhead stood close to a building, looking through its faded glass. Wreckers flew in the air, cars engines roared alongside a truck's horn. Glass shattered while Wheeljack and Bulkhead ran.
Both reached a building bearing a large painted Decepticon symbol) “Must be the place.” Bulkhead guessed. (He ran in, Wheeljack following. Both finding energy bars and a figure taller than the two Wreckers)
“So, you got my call.” The mech said. (Both Wreckers faced the bars. Wheeljack looked around, Bulkhead stared at the white armored mech) “Helios, why did you leave the Wreckers without a word?” Bulkhead asked. “I joined you because I thought I needed to avenge my Conjux Endura. Till she found me in the same city we separated because of this war. During my time as a Wrecker, she was with Sparklings. With them back, I didn't have an urge to fight. Except when I came across a functioning computer holding information about Combiners. About their weaknesses. That was when the Stunticons found me and here I am.” Helios answered.
(The ground shook, explosions roared as gunfire echoed. Wheeljack pulled out his swords, slashing through cables. Electricity covering Helios' prison vanished) “Save the chat for later, we've got a Combiner to take down.” Wheeljack said. “I will assist you the best I can.” Helios said. “You don't have any weapons.” Bulkhead said. “I know where they are.” Helios replied.
(He ran up to a nearby metal block, his servo covered in flames. With a roar, he punched the box, melting the metal. Revealing two weapons; a cannon and a sword. Helios pulled them up) “Come on then, we've got a Decepticon to take down!” Wheeljack said. (Both Bulkhead and Helios nodded, both running after Wheeljack.
Buildings collapsed under a powerful force. Wreckers lay on the streets; some still fighting against the giant. The three mechs ran past all that fell, finding a few soldiers shooting at the giant. One bearing cars and a truck to form one; Menasor. He roared, sending forth shock waves from his sword. Gun blasting thick bullets, each shot causing a building to collapse. The three Wreckers stared at the Combiner.
Menasor turned his helm to the sight of the Autobots and grinned. He pointed his gun at the three, Bulkhead, Wheeljack, and Helios fired at the Combiner. The energy shots failed to make marks, with Wreckers stepping back. Menasor stomped close to the three. They transformed, driving and flying while Menasor disconnected, chasing after them.
The three Autobots transformed close to a building. Wheeljack entered into a building) “Distract him, I'll take him down.” Wheeljack said. (He revealed his sole grenade and grabbed it. Helios and Bulkhead nodded; watching the white armored Wrecker running up the building. The two looked as the roar of five vehicles rushed closer. Bulkhead and Helios transformed, driving and flying up to the gestalt team. They all transformed, the Stunticons combining into Menasor. Helios fired giant energy blasts from his cannon. Bulkhead looked up at the roof while shooting.
Wheeljack stood on the roof, keeping a grip on his grenade) “Goodbye Menasor.” Wheeljack thought. (He ran, jumping onto the Combiner's back. Wheeljack jammed the grenade into a part of the mech's back. The white armored Autobot landed onto the ground, turning to fire at the sole grenade.
Bulkhead and Helios stood back as en explosion shook the ground. Menasor crashed into the ground, separating into the Stunticons. Four of the members stood up, Motormaster yelled. The three Autobots started firing at the Decepticons. Motormaster transformed, rushing towards Bulkhead. Helios and Wheeljack stood nearby, watching as three other Stunticons glared at them. The three fired, Wheeljack slicing through their shots. He ran up to the three Stunticons; Helios standing nearby. The Sun Autobot looked at the corner of a nearby building, finding one Stunticon running away. The Autobot ran after him; flames growing in his arms.
Wheeljack glared at the two Stunticons close by. Wildrider and Drag Strip cackled while firing at the white armored Wrecker) “Die Wheeljack, this isn't the playground!” Wildrider screamed. (The two started shooting at the Autobot. Wheeljack's blades gleamed in the sunlight. He yelled before jamming his blades into the Stunticons.
The swords pierced both Wildrider and Drag Strip's Sparks, sending them to the ground. Dead End stepped back, watching as his brothers fell. Wheeljack aimed his swords at the Decepticon standing before him) “End it already.” Dead End growled. (He rose his gun; armor shining from the sun's light. Dead End fired, Wheeljack ran towards him, slashing through the bullets. Then, sharp steel cut through the Decepticon's neck, sending his frame falling. Helm still on Jackie's blades. Wheeljack sighed, turning his sword to let Dead End's helm hit the ground. He lifted his helm to the sight of Helios. Both turned to the sight of Motormaster hitting Bulkhead with his broken sword.
Bulkhead snarled as Motormaster screamed. The broken sword kept hitting the thick green armor. Bright yellow optics glowed as he saw the corpses of his brothers. The Stunticon yelled, lifting up Bulkhead and throwing him towards Wheeljack and Helios. The two stepped back as Bulkhead formed a dent on the ground. Motormaster ran up to Bulkhead, raising his broken sword while screaming. Bulkhead stood up, slamming a wrecking ball onto Motormaster's face. The eldest Stunticon stepped back, rubbing his faceplates. His yellow optics glowed, glaring at the three Wreckers, all aiming their guns at him)
“Is this payback for all I did back at school?” Motormaster chuckled. “Its for a lot more, Motormaster.” Bulkhead growled. (He punched Motormaster; swiping his fist at the Stunticon. Tearing through the armor on his chest.
A part of his chest armor fell, revealing his Spark Chamber. Bulkhead grabbed Motormaster's Spark Chamber; ripping it out. The yellow and purple lights of the eldest Stunticon died. His frame turned grey, hitting the cold metal ground. Bulkhead stared at the Spark before dropping it. All three watched the last light of Motormaster shatter into many pieces. The life escaped from the main component of Menasor. He lay dead alongside others)
“After the entire battle, we returned to where Autobots could recover Helios. That was where he reunited with his Conjux Endura, a femme whose name I forgot. Thanks to Helios, we were able to take down newer threats that the Decepticons could dish out. All thanks to that one mission.” Bulkhead ended. “That would've been awesome to see!” Miko cheered. “Sometimes I'm still amazed at how Bulk took down the Head Honcho.” Wheeljack complimented. (Bulkhead smirked) “So, what happened to Helios?” Smokescreen asked. “Not sure, we didn't see him again after that.” Wheeljack answered. “Breakdown was one of them, right?” Miko asked. “Stunticons, yes.” Bulkhead replied. “Then how come he remained alive even after Menasor perished?” Miko asked. “That, we never knew; I last saw Helios running after him. Didn't mention anything about killing Breakdown.” Wheeljack answered. (A door opened; everyone looked at the two figures in the doorway.
Bumblebee entered; his blue optics focused on Bulkhead. His human companion close to Bumblebee's leg) “Its time to take the children home.” Bumblebee beeped. “Of all times.” Miko pouted. “Optimus' orders.” Raf replied. “Nice talking with you guys again, might need to stay for a while.” Wheeljack said. “Yes!” Miko cheered. “Now come on in, Jackie and I will tell a lot more tomorrow.” Bulkhead said. (Miko nodded, watching as the green mech transformed. One of his doors swung open, letting her climb in. Bumblebee followed Bulkhead's actions and he drove off. The two Autobots leaving the base alongside Arcee.
Vehicons drove across the snow. Still nothing, darkness was coming. The sun started to set) “Are you sure its safe to continue this late?” Daffodil asked. “No, we must keep going.” Abby replied. “Guys, I hear something.” Badger said. (Everyone slowed down; something roared, then, a blizzard started. Four lights coming towards the Vehicons)
“Are those other Vehicons?” Abby asked. “No.” Badger replied. (Beyond the blizzard, bright lights flew by. Some crashing into Vehicons, killing them. Abby, Daffodil, and Badger stopped. They transformed, looking at the road. The blasts stopped, transformation occurred to the two vehicles. Drag Strip and Wildrider. Both aimed their weapons at the surviving Vehicons) “Autobots!” Abby called. (He fired at the two. Drag Strip smirked as he vanished; the other Stunticon started shooting. Badger pushed Daffodil to the side; taking out her blaster and firing at Wildrider.
Drag Strip reappeared behind Abby, firing at her. The Vehicon turned to the sight of blasts. She screamed as the blasts hit her armor. Daffodil shielded her optics as Abby fell. Badger glared at the two Stunticons; both aiming at the crying Daffodil. Badger started shooting at the two. They turned to dust) “Run!” Badger yelled. (The Vehicons transformed, driving past their fallen comrades. Both hear the yelling, both dare not to look back.
Tim, the Femme, and a Vehicon nicknamed Giddy flew over dark skies. Trees, rocks, nothing out of the ordinary) “Are you sure we're going the right way?” Giddy asked. “Wait, I'm getting a signal!” Tim called. (He flew down to a path of rocks. The others behind.
They transformed and ran; it started to rain. Tim stopped near a pile of rocks. Red visor glowed as he stepped back. A sword pointed at his helm. Giddy and the femme stopped. The three stared at the one gripping the blade. Dreadwing.
Wheeljack stepped back from his finished work. It looked better, outside of all the big holes created by the crash. He placed a few tools onto a table before walking inside the ship.
Wires disconnected, broken screens, and parts of the roof fallen. The worst state of which Wheeljack seen his ship. He walked up to a few cables, some missing their covering and exposing broken strands) “Its always something.” Wheeljack sighed. (He lifted his helm from a servoful of wires upon the sound of a door.
Footsteps echoed into the room; each closer to the ship. Wheeljack stared at the entrance to his ship. Optimus entered, blue optics on the damage to the Jackhammer) “How are things on your ship?” Optimus asked. “A lot of work, except this hasn't been the worst this ship's endured.” Wheeljack replied. (Optimus nodded) “I've heard the story you've told about the Stunticons.” Optimus said. “Yeah, those Cons, I'm still amazed that their alive again, even after all we did.” Wheeljack said. “Knock Out might have the answer, although we must wait till he's able to recover.” Optimus said. (Wheeljack continued to work on his ship.
Ratchet stood over Knock Out, still not moving. He sighed, so much trouble, all for one medic) “How is he?” Someone asked. (Ratchet turned, Optimus walked into the room. Blue optics focused on the medic) “Nothing new, he should be waking up soon.” Ratchet said. “Bulkhead and others have taken the children to their homes.” Optimus said. “Do you think Knock Out will try to harm us?” Ratchet asked. “No, he doesn't wish to be a Decepticon anymore. We must give him time to adjust when the time comes.” Optimus said. Ratchet nodded. Both Autobots left; the lights dimmed.
A weak groan escaped from the red medic. Black and red cracked open.
I want to say thanks to everyone for being so patient. April was a hard month for me with real life. Things should be more smoother in this month.
Thanks, @lonemaximal, I loved the Daffodil drawing.
Within a dark room, the white armored Autobot medic stepped back. He sighed, blue optics focused on the figure laying in front of him. Knock Out's armor covered in bandages; hiding scars, dents, and scruff marks. Ratchet brushed his servos of Energon; he looked at the former Decepticon's face. Thick scars darkened his white faceplates. If Knock Out found out, Ratchet groaned before turning away. “You went through a lot, Knock Out.” Ratchet mused. (He exited the room, closing a door and locking it.
Voices echoed down the hall Ratchet was walking through. He entered the main room, finding the Autobots hanging out with their partners. Miko and Bulkhead cheered as cars fell from the heavy weight of roaring monster trucks. Raf and Bumblebee racing RC cars, Jack alongside Arcee observing the little race. The medic sighed before approaching Optimus. The Prime focused on the Space Bridge controls. Giving a faint cough, Ratchet stared at Optimus as he turned) “Ratchet.” Optimus paused. (All optics and eyes at the white armored Autobot)
“I've managed to stabilize Knock Out, he'll be recovering soon.” Ratchet said. “So, when will we talk with him?” Bulkhead asked. “I don't know, the damage caused by Megatron is major. Need to keep an optic on him and see if there any changes.” Ratchet said. “Where are Wheeljack and Smokescreen?” Miko asked. “It's strange, could be more major damage then we expected.” Ratchet said. “We will wait a little more.” Optimus replied.
(Two white armored figures walked across a frozen forest. Smokescree looked at Wheeljack; blue optics focused on the Wrecker) “Will you begin the story?” Smokescreen asked. (Wheeljack nodded, looking at the damaged Jackhammer) “The Stunticons, they were quite the family; we knew each other a long time ago. Far before the war began.” Wheeljack started. “How did you meet?” Smokescreen asked. “At school, we were still in our early years.” Wheeljack explained. “Where did you live?” Smokescreen asked. “At Iacon, not the nicer part though; that made Bulkhead and I more stronger.” Wheeljack replied. “Then when did you meet the Stunticons?” Smokescreen asked. “When they were messing with some bot. Bulkhead and I came in and sent them running.” Wheeljack replied. (He chuckled, placing a servo onto his ship) “Are we ready to get this fixed?” Smokescreen asked. “Yeah, although I need some supplies from the Autobot base to get it up and running.” Wheeljack answered. (Smokescreen nodded; blue optics focused on the distance)
“One of the Stunticons spoke about you killing them.” Smokescreen explained. “I'll explain it to you later, for now, lets get this ship fixed.” Wheeljack said. “Right, I'll contact Ratchet to get some tools ready.” Smokescreen said. (He raised a servo to his helm; Wheeljack looked around) “Wildrider, Drag Strip, and Dead End, two missing, Motormaster and Breakdown.” Wheeljack thought. “Okay, get the Space Bridge ready!” Smokescreen said. (Both Autobots stared at a glowing vortex. They began to push the ship through the Ground Bridge. Blue optics searching for any cars to reappear. Soon, the three entities entered, the portal vanished.
Deep in a blizzard, red optics glowed, scanning his surroundings. Other optics appeared, all looking away from the largest. Motormaster growled; shoving Drag Strip aside. The yellow Stunticon yelped, glaring at his older brother) “Still nothing?” Motormaster growled. “No, must've found a real good hiding spot.” Drag Strip sighed. “Then keep looking, he has to be around here.” Motormaster replied. (The younger brothers vanished into the snowstorm again. Motormaster following them, becoming one with the raging snow.
Smoke flew everywhere, bright yellow optics glowed among bright red lights. A Youngling ran into unknown territory. The pounding of metal, rotating mechanisms, and booming voices echoed in his helm. Breakdown looked back from a dark alleyway he exited. No one, they shouldn't be able to follow him here. The flames would be too much for their developing bodies. Breakdown nodded, squeezing his small frame through a part of twisted metal.
He the intensity of hot air welcomed him. The Youngling crept deeper into the building. Yellow optics focused on the older mechs operating the complicated machinery. Among the hot steel brought together by heat, there was plenty of weaponry. Bullets, guns, magazines, all for war; Breakdown hid underneath a table. Bright yellow optics focused as an older mech passed by. Smaller mechs following; Breakdown gripped his legs and remained silent)
“Are you sure he went in here?” The older mech asked. “Yeah, I swore he ran in here.” A Youngling, Motormaster answered. “Your brave in searching for a runaway sibling.” The elder mech said. “Breakdown's still too young to run off on his own.” Drag Strip replied. “Please don't' find me.” Breakdown thought. (The mechs left the child's vision; Breakdown crawled away in the opposite direction.
Upon slipping out of the same opening, Breakdown returned to running. His small legs started to protest, yet, the child forced himself further into a new part of the town. Armor warm from under the heat from the factory he ran from.
In the darkness; the child started to cry. He slipped further into where he hid; providing cold comfort. Breakdown placed servos onto his face, hiding his tears. Sobs buried underneath the roar of nearby machinery. The Youngling lay on the cold steel, shutting his optics tight) “Please don't find me, I don't want to go back.” Breakdown whispered. (He closed his optics; Spark racing at each pound of a hammer.
A sole yellow optic opened, staring at a rock ceiling. Breakdown sat up, staring at his servos) “A memory, at least I'm not back there.” Breakdown thought. (He looked around, the interior of a cave, the opening revealing a blizzard. The dark blue mech got up, optic focused on the cold outside) “Where will I go now?” Breakdown whispered.
(A portal opened up, letting various Vehicons exit. Tim stepped onto an asphalt road; turning his helm to the other soldiers. A Vehicon nicknamed Giddy looked around) “Where should we start?” Giddy asked. “In the skies for us, (Tim looked at Abby and Daffodil) you two go down this road and report anything.” Tim replied. “Right, come on, Daffodil.” Abby said. (Both transformed, driving down the road.
Giddy looked at the femme Vehicon) “Are you alright?” Giddy asked. (The femme lifted her helm to stare at the other jet) “What if Commander Dreadwing is here?” The femme asked. “We didn't hear from him since we got him out of the mines.” Abby replied. “I saw him leave the Nemesis.” Tim chimed. (The other Vehicons looked at their leader)
“I'll look for him, the rest of you get going and search for Breakdown.” The femme said. “By yourself?” Abby asked. “At least let me go with you.” Tim said. “What about Breakdown?” Daffodil asked. “Giddy, I'm leaving you and the others in charge till we return. If we do find Dreadwing, then I'll leave a signal to confirm we found him. Either alive or dead.” Tim answered. (Giddy nodded, glancing at the other unnamed Vehicons) “Good luck, you two.” Giddy said. (Tim gave a nod before looking at the femme) “Come on.” Tim said. (The two jets transformed, flying in the opposite direction of the other Vehicons.
Giddy looked at the team, raising a servo) “Lets begin the search!” Giddy called. (The other Vehicons cheered; transforming and driving off. Abby gave one look at the sky; the two Jet Vehicons vanishing from her sight) “Good luck, you two.” Abby said. She transformed, following the rest of her group.
Going to try to get back on track with these. Anyways, I’d like to thank @lonemaximal and wanted to show a drawing that I think is fitting for whats going on. Also, thanks @andrered15 for his answer on my writing post. Really made my day.
Wildrider cackled as he and his brothers fired at Wheeljack and Smokescreen. The Wrecker got out his blades, turning to slash at the energy blasts. Smokescreen followed Wheeljack, firing at the three. Wildrider moved into the shade of trees, his armor blending in. He laughed; reappearing right behind the white Autobot.
The Wrecker snarled as an energy blast burned into his shoulder. He turned, finding Wildrider with an insane grin etched onto his faceplates. Blades gleamed as the Wrecker tore into the Ankonian. Pieces of shadows and a purple flame fell. The fragments moved to the shadows of trees; reforming the Stunticon. He snarled; reforming his gun and firing again.
Smokescreen moved, red lights flying across the snowy forest. Drag Strip raced past the Wrecker; swerving his tires over to the rookie. He rammed into Smokescreen; forcing him to hit a tree. Tires rotating and leaving black marks on the Autobot's back. Smokescreen pushed himself away, sending Drag Strip flying. The Caparo transformed, shooting at the Autobot. Smokescreen ran as energy blasts tore through the trees.
Wheeljack slashed at Wildrider; the black mech smiled as 'Jackie' kept missing. Dead End stepped closer to the two dueling mechs. A gun gleaming in his grasp, he fired. Wheeljack turned; slashing at the blasts, Wildrider joining in the fight. The Wrecker smirked; gripping his one grenade and jamming it to the Ankonian's back. The Stunticon's optics widened; dropping his gun and tried to rip the grenade off. The armor plates refused to move as 'Jackie' stepped away.
Dead End gazed upon Wildrider shattering into many pieces from the explosion. He turned his helm to the sight of white armor, finding Wheeljack. The Ferarri FXX lowered his helm, keeping a thick grip on his gun. His purple optics focused upon Wheeljack. Moving back as swords slashed through his weapon. A blade pointed at his helm; he stared as the Autobot smirked.
“This is all pointless.” Dead End sighed. (He rose his servos) “I don't need to know that, now where's the head honco?” Wheeljack asked. “Busy, too focused with our incomplete bond. Stay out of this Wheeljack, we may have had a history before, it doesn't matter now.” Dead End replied. “Then why are you here fighting me?” Wheeljack asked. “Blame Wildrider, he didn't want to leave so soon.” Dead End sighed. (Both stared as Smokescreen ran past them, Drag Strip right behind.
The Ferrari stepped back, his gun reforming, taking aim at the Wrecker. Blades sliced through the red armor; sending black fragments scattering. Dead End stared at his Spark a purple flame engulfing it as he collapsed into the snow. Wheeljack stared before transforming to chase after the two vehicles.
Smokescreen kept moving, avoiding Drag Strip's fire. He glared as the yellow car cackled) “Race with me!” Drag Strip yelled. “Fine!” Smokescreen growled. (He transformed; racing after the maniac on four wheels.
The two white vehicles raced after the yellow vehicle, sending snow everywhere. Drag Strip spun around, returning to face the two Autobots before firing at them. Wheeljack transformed; gripping his blades, impaling them into Drag Strip's armor. The Caparo rammed into a tree and shattered, leaving the Wrecker to leap off. Both stared as the fragments vanished back into shadows.
Wheeljack placed his swords away and sighed, Smokescreen walked up to him) “They wouldn't leave a fight that fast.” Wheeljack said. “Based on what one of them said, they were looking for someone to complete their bond. Isn't that Combiner technology?” Smokescreen asked. “Yes, his name is Dead End.” Wheeljack answered. “Doesn't that mean their looking for someone?” Smokescreen asked. (Wheeljack stared at the rookie Autobot) “You have a lot to learn; (He started to walk) lets go fix up the ship and I'll tell you everything.” Wheeljack said. (Smokescreen nodded; following the Wrecker through the woods.
The blizzard subsided, leaving a figure to stand. He looked around, passing by the crevice. No sign of his youngest brother; the Kenworth K100 walked away. His Spark pulsed, emitting faint messages through the bond. The rest of his brothers should be here. Were they goofing of again? Motormaster sighed, getting further away. Unaware of how close he was to accomplishing his goal.
Deep within the crevice, a little mound shifted. Dark blue armor broke through; a bright yellow optic glowed through the cracks in the mound. Breakdown stared at his servos, small pieces of ice stuck to his fingers. He moved his helm; no one was around)
“Why?” Breakdown whispered. (The medic's voice resounded in his helm. He clenched his servos; the Armet Balkan started to walk. Where can he go, when the main drive is gone? The one he trusted the most gone, he closed his optic, Spark pulsing slower as memories crept back.
Motormaster turned towards the crevice again. No, he shouldn't have been this blind. The eldest brother ran, heading for the crevice. He smiled; jumping down, hitting the ice.
Breakdown turned; stepping back from the sight of Motormaster) “Where are you going, Breakdown?” Motormaster asked. (The youngest brother's shoulder cannon opened up. Lasers flew at the eldest, Motormaster moved away. He pulled out his blade; slashing at the shots before transforming.
An Armet Balkan and Kenworth K100 drove across the ice. No where to hide; as the crevice walls could lead forwards or backwards) “Faster, got to get away.” Breakdown thought. (He drove faster, no sign of the crevice ending. His rear view mirrors focused on Motormaster, who seemed to be getting closer.
Soon, the black truck rammed into Breakdown's frame. The dark blue mech's cannon appeared at the roof, firing energy blasts at the truck. Motormaster shrugged them off; pushing Breakdown to one side of the crevice. Breakdown transformed; hitting the ice as Motormaster stepped on him)
“Breakdown, come back to thee Allspark with us.” Motormaster growled. (Breakdown snarled; trying to force himself to stand up. His armor tensed as his bright yellow optic stared at his brother's dull yellow) “I made my choice, you've left me too many scars to bare. I'm not coming back.” Breakdown growled. “Listen to me, I'm your older brother, you follow what I say!” Motormaster yelled. (Breakdown's armor tensed as the Kenworth K100 revealed his sword. Glaring at his younger brother, the elder raised his blade. Breakdown hit the mech's servo with his hammer, sending the blade flying. His shoulder cannon opened; firing at shot at Motormaster's faceplates.
He yelled, stepping away to cover his burning face. Breakdown started to run, transforming and driving to the exit of the crevice. A blizzard roaring beyond the icy walls; consuming the dark blue mech. Motormaster yelled as three other cars appeared from the shadows of ice.
The four Stunticons stared as Motormaster rubbed his faceplates. His dull yellow optics focused upon his brothers) “Where were you?” Motormaster snarled. “Had a little conflict with one of our killers.” Dead End replied. (The Kenworth punched him, the Ferrari groaned) “Stop standing around and look for him!” Motormaster yelled. (The three drove off into the blizzard raging outside; leaving the eldest to punch an icy wall. Leaving behind a thick hole) “Breakdown, you’ll never understand, will you?” Motormaster thought.
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The Ground Bridge deactivated upon the Autobots returning. Ratchet turned to face the others. Knock Out in Bulkhead's grasp; Energon still leaking from his armor. “You brought him?” Ratchet asked. “Yes, and he'll die if we don't help!” Bulkhead growled. “Bulkhead.” Optimus called. (The two Autobots stared at the Prime) “Sorry Optimus; can you repair him?” Bulkhead asked.
(The Autobot medic placed his servos onto Knock Out's chest. Bright blue optics focused upon the leaking wound. He stared at the green mech) “Take him to the medical bay, I'll handle the rest.” Ratchet said. (The Autobot Wrecker walked away under Ratchet's glare.
Bulkhead looked at the medical berth. Various tools lay nearby; he was ready for anything. Black and red optics cracked open. He stared at Bulkhead) “Where, am I?” Knock Out whispered. (The green mech placed the former Decepticon medic onto the berth. Knock Out's fingers twitched, trying to grab for anything) “He's waking up.” Bulkhead said. “Step aside, let me handle this.” Ratchet whispered. (He pulled a syringe from the table. Ratchet grasped it; then stared at Knock Out)
“Where?” Knock Out whispered. (Ratchet placed the needle into the red medic's limp arm) “I've heard you been through a lot. Rest for now.” Ratchet sighed. (That sliver of red and black closed; the Autobot medic placed his servos on Knock Out's armor) “How long will it take?” Bulkhead asked. “It depends, for now, let me work.” Ratchet replied. “Bulkhead.” Someone called.
(Bulkhead faced Optimus, the other Autobots nearby. They stared at him) “What now, Optimus?” Smokescreen asked. “With Knock Out, we must set up rules for ourselves and the children.” Optimus paused. “Those would be?” Bulkhead asked. “As Knock Out was a former Dcepticon, we are not to harm him based upon the past. He has moved from that and we are to respect him. For the children, keep them a safe distance, for I fear they may make the wrong move.” Optimus explained. “Miko isn't going to like this.” Bulkhead sighed. “For now, we are to leave Ratchet to focus on his work.” Optimus ordered.
“Understood.” Smokescreen said. “Never met you before.” Wheeljack said. (The younger Autobot stared at Wheeljack) “I know Bulkhead told be about you before.” Smokescreen said. “Sounds like you weren't in a lot of battles.” Wheeljack chuckled. “I was busy back at Iacon.” Smokescreen explained. (Arcee walked up to the two white armored Autobots)
“Where will you go, Wheeljack?” Arcee asked. “Going to get my ship and fix it up. Would be good to see Miko again.” Wheeljack said. “Want me to go assist you?” Smokescreen asked. “I can do it myself, still, you can tag along.” Wheeljack said. “Are you alright with that, Bulkhead?” Smokescreen asked. “Yeah, I've got to pick up Miko.” Bulkhead said. “For what reason?” Smokescreen asked. “Their getting the school day off. I want to relax for a little after what happened.” Bulkhead explained. “Be sure to tell her I'm back in town.” Wheeljack chuckled. “Will do, Jackie.” Bulkhead replied.
(Smokescreen walked up to Bumblebee) “And before I forget. (He revealed the present to the yellow mech) I found this out in the battlefield.” Smokescreen said. (Bumblebee stared at it; fingers moving across the red wrapping paper.
Smokescreen walked up to the Ground Bridge Controls. He looked at Optimus; the Prime nodded, and the Autobot rookie activated the machinery. Both mechs transformed and drove off. Ratchet groaned) “Its best that you all go somewhere else. I need to focus.” Ratchet stated. (The four stared at the path leading to the outside.
Bulkhead, Arcee, and Bumblebee transformed; driving out of the base. Optimus looked at Ratchet) “Its best if we move him to a safe place so you can work.” Optimus whispered. “Let me seal up some remaining Energon lines before we do so.” Ratchet replied.
(The Prime stared at Knock Out's face. Still under Stasis Lock; yet it showed emotion. Faint tear marks on his cheeks. What happened out there that caused him to cry? Optimus walked away, leaving Ratchet to his work.
Bulkhead parked in front of Miko's home. He sighed; last time he saw her was during the talk about Breakdown. How would he explain everything to Knock Out without her knowing? His thoughts ended upon sight of the Japanese teen running up to him. She pulled the passenger seat open and slid in)
“Hey, Bulk, I'm so glad to see you!” Miko cheered. “Hi, Miko.” Bulkhead replied. (He drove off, heading back to base) “So, anything new happened while I was gone?” Miko asked. “Plenty, Jackie's back!” Bulkhead cheered. “Awesome! I missed him; so, whats he been up too?” Miko asked. “We fought against Megatron, it was something.” Bulkhead said. “You and Wheeljack against Megatron? And I wasn't there?! You should've told me!” Miko yelled. “Wish I could, it all happened at such a rapid pace.” Bulkhead said. “Why were you fighting?” Miko asked. “Knock Out defected from the Decepticons, so we protected him the best we could.” Bulkhead explained.
(The teen said nothing; staring at the radio) “Does this have a connection to the dream about Breakdown?” Miko asked. “I'm not sure, Knock Out is at our base now after Megatron attacked him. Under Ratchet's care right now.” Bulkhead replied. “I don't trust him, he could still be against us.” Miko stated. “And he was best friends with Breakdown. I still wonder how they became friends to begin with sometimes.” Bulkhead mused. “Now that he's at the base, I'll ask him that.” Miko declared. “Yeah, can't wait to get that answered.” Bulkhead said.
(Bumblebee stopped near a new home. Moving was over, and now things would return to normal. He noticed the door to the new house opening. Raf came out, waving goodbye to his family. With a smile, he entered) “How have you been?” Bumblebee beeped. “I'm glad that this whole move is all over. (The yellow sports car drove off, heading towards the main roads. A red present on the driver's seat) Bee, who's the present for?” Raf asked. “Oh, I forgot I brought it with me. Well, we have a Decepticon in our base.” Bumblebee beeped. “What? Why is there one in there?” Raf asked. “Its Knock Out, he's defected from the Decepticons. Ratchet is repairing him right now, so we can't disturb him.” Bumblebee beeped. “So, why did Knock Out leave?” Raf asked. “Because of Breakdown.” Bumblebee beeped. “Oh.” Raf said. “Anything happened during the move?” Bumblebee asked. “Not much, my parents did get me a new RC racer.” Raf smiled. “Can't wait to see it in action.” Bumblebee beeped. (He continued onward, getting closer to the outskirts of Jasper.
Arcee rolled up to the KO Burger. Close to the end of Jack's shift. The door opened up, letting the black haired teen run up to the femme. A helmet in his grasp) “I'm ready to get going.” Jack said. (He placed the helmet on and got on the motorcycle. Arcee drove off, heading on the main road)
“We have a lot going on.” Arcee said. “Like what?” Jack asked. “Do you remember that Knock Out is no longer a Decepticon?” Arcee asked. “Yes.” Jack replied. “He’s in the base. Ratchet is repairing him after a clash with Megatron.” Arcee explained. “Megatron, how lucky he is.” Jack sighed. “We don't have full details over his systems right now.” Arcee replied. “What will we do once he gets better?” Jack asked. “We don’t know yet, its Optimus decision.” Arcee said. (Jack nodded; looking upward to find Bumblebee and Bulkhead farther down the road.
Megatron moved his helm across the snow. No one was around; except him. Did Breakdown escape without Knock Out's knowledge? Why did he abandon him? The Decepticon leader followed faint markings in the snow. Seems the blizzard was going to dampen his day far longer than needed.
Time passed; leaving him without anything. The Autobots escaped with his main target. Breakdown still missing; was there anywhere else to go? Megatron sighed, closing his optics. He stared a com.)
“I need a Ground Bridge.” Megatron ordered. (Silence, till the summon of a green vortex. He entered; finding himself back on the main bridge. Soundwave stood nearby; the Decepticon leader's face in his reflection) “Record?” (Tim) Soundwave asked. “Yes, I have an announcement to make.” Megatron ordered. (Soundwave nodded; the various screens changed to show Megatron's face.
Vehicons and Insecticons stared at the Decepticon leader on the screens) “No, medic?” (Tim) Soundwave asked. “The Autobots took him; Breakdown is somewhere, hiding.” Megatron growled. (His red optics glowed. Five Vehicons stared from within their row of berths)
“So, Breakdown is still alive.” Tim whispered. (A Vehicon nicknamed Giddy nodded; shivering under Megatron's glare) “All are to begin a massive search. We may not have Knock Out, yet Breakdown is still out there. Find him and report to me.” Megatron ordered. (The screen they gazed upon returned to a cooking show)
“What are we going to do?” Daffodil asked. “Going to look for him.” Tim replied. “Megatron is going to kill him.” Abby said. “I wished I knew, for now, we are to start our mission.” Tim said. (The four noticed one Vehicon walking off) “Hey!” Giddy called.
(She turned her helm to see the other Vehicons) “I have to get ready.” The Vehicon replied. “Right, well, get your stuff ready. We'll meet up on the deck.” Tim said. (The femme Vehicon ran off, leaving the others in their quarters)
“What should we bring?” Giddy asked. “Some Energon, strong weapons, and a flower guide book.” Daffodil said. (The other Vehicons stared; Abby groaned) “Bring what we need to survive, not wood with images of useless organics.” Abby groaned. (Daffodil stared at Abby, her fingers clenched. Tim sighed; walking between the two female Vehicons) “Right, come on you two, we need to focus on the mission at hand.” Tim said. (The Vehicons scrambled; all while a woman spoke about cooking eggs)
Three vehicles drove into the entrance of the base. Miko looked outside of Bulkhead's window, finding Bumblebee with Raf inside. She smiled and waved before looking at the other side and finding Arcee with Jack. The three Autobots parked, letting their riders get off. Optimus stood, Ratchet and Knock Out nowhere in sight. Miko looked around) “I'd assume you told them of our current situation.” Optimus said. (The soldiers nodded; Miko and Jack looking at Raf) “Hi Raf, its been a while.” Jack said. “Yeah, everyone is getting settled.” Raf said. (Miko's eyes drifted across the base)
“So, where's Knock Out and Wheeljack?” Miko asked. “We moved Knock Out to an extra room so Ratchet can focus. Wheeljack is repairing his ship; Smokescreen is with him.” Optimus explained. “What? Oh come on.” Miko pouted. (Optimus sighed; Bulkhead walked up to the three children)
“Um, how about some monster trucks?” Bulkhead asked. “Sure.” Miko groaned. “Hey, I know Jackie's coming back real soon.” Bulkhead grinned. (The teen rolled her eyes. Raf walked up to Bumblebee) “I have my new RC car, so we can test it out.” Raf said. (The yellow Autobot beeped; tilting his helm. Jack walked up to them; giving a small smile.
Snow started to fall above the damaged trees. Some fell onto white armor. Smokescreen sighed; brushing away the snow off his shoulder) “How much longer, Wheeljack?” Smokescreen asked. “Still need to get it functioning.” Wheeljack replied. “How is it looking right now?” Smokescreen asked. “Decent, still need a few more wires plugged in.” Wheeljack said. (The Autobot rookie moved his helm. Nothing of interest; except for three shadow figures hiding behind trees. They then turned; Sparks visible, consumed in a purple flame. Frames shook as color appeared, the purple flame growing more powerful.
Wildrider, Dead End, and Drag Strip grinned as Smokescreen stepped back) “Wheeljack.” Smokescreen paused. (The Wrecker turned; armor tensed upon sight of the three) “We saw each other before, now to make a proper introduction.” Wildrider said. “You've ended us once, Wheeljack, time to return the favor!” Drag Strip yelled. The three Stunticons fired at the Autobots.
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Snowflakes fell from the sky; hitting the three frames. Red, dark blue, and silver; with the grey being taller than both. Megatron stepped forward, servos clenched. Knock Out stood, the Energon Prod in his grasp. Breakdown's armor tensed; snow on his hammers. A grin appeared on the Decepticon leader's faceplates.
“I hope your tiresome journey was worth it.” Megatron chuckled. “More than that, it was what we needed.” Knock Out replied. (Megatron glared at the dark blue mech) “Welcome back to the living, Breakdown.” Megatron chuckled. (The bulky mech lowered his helm; staring at Knock Out. He looked at him, then nodded; returning his focus to the Decepticon Leader)
“I did quite a lot behind your back. And it was worth it.” Knock Out replied. (Red optics glowed; Megatron smiled) “You cannot escape, you tied yourselves to the Decepticons. With what you've done.” Megatron paused. “We were both forced into your ranks. Time to sever them.” Breakdown growled. (The Decepticon leader laughed) “Your decision won't matter. It will lead to one answer.” Megatron snarled.
(He rose his arm, firing out energy blasts. Knock Out and Breakdown stepped back. Snow flew upward; trees cracked, Megatron stepped forward; lasers hit the ground. Knock Out hid behind Breakdown as he fired lasers. The silver mech snarled; firing a charged shot.
It crashed into Breakdown. Sending both former Decepticons into the abandoned storage. Rusted metal collapsed, pieces of materials cut through their armor. Breakdown got up; finding Knock Out crushed by his armor. The dark blue mech stepped away. He turned; glaring at his former leader. A blade appeared from Megatron's arm. Breakdown ran, raising his hammers high. Energy blasts fired from his shoulder cannon. Megatron slashed through the lasers. both hammer and blade clashed; with a free servo, Breakdown tried to punch Megatron. Yet the Decepticon leader grabbed the bulky mech's fist. Red glared at yellow.
Knock Out stood up; he ran, leaving both Breakdown and Megatron to punch each other. Both turned their helms to the roar of an engine. Breakdown punched Megatron before running after Knock Out. The Decepticon leader growled, firing energy blasts as the dark blue mech ran.
Deeper into the forest, the Aston Martin transformed; staring at his surroundings. A blizzard started, leaving everything covered by snow. He walked forward, leaving a faint path on the ground) “What can I do? Breakdown is going to die if I don't intervene. How can I keep him safe?” Knock Out thought. (He wandered; specs of snow fell onto his cherry red armor. Knock Out brushed them away as more snow came down. His Spark pulsed faster, what can he do to protect him? He stopped, red optics focused onto the edge of where he stood.
A giant crevice, already blanketed by snow. He stared at it; the thick stone walls covered in ice. No one would be able to climb out without any sharp tools. Knock Out sighed) “The hardest choices are always the best.” Knock Out whispered.
(The medic turned his helm to the sound of another figure in the snow. Breakdown stood; snow on his armor. He ran up to the medic. Armor tensed; his optic focused upon him)
“Why did you run?” Breakdown asked. “To find a better hiding spot.” Knock Out answered. “Megatron will destroy this entire forest to find us. And sorry I damaged your paint.” Breakdown groaned. (Knock Out looked away) “Breakdown?” Knock Out asked. “Yes?” Breakdown asked. “I saw something!” Knock Out called. (He pointed behind the dark blue mech. Breakdown turned, hammers ready.
Nothing? He looked around, snow everywhere. What alarmed the medic? Breakdown turned to face Knock Out, then, his armor tensed, Spark raced. His yellow optic widened upon the sight.
Knock Out's Energon Prod touched the Armet Balkan's stomach. He stared at the medic. Thin trails of tears on silver faceplates originating from red and black optics. A face which showed one thing. Sorrow) “Knock Out?” Breakdown asked.
“I'm sorry, Breakdown.” Knock Out choked. (He activated the Energon Prod; sending forth many volts into his best friend. The dark blue mech didn't scream; everything started to shut down. Soon, all systems turned black as he fell into the crevice. Snow started to engulf him in its icy blanket.
Knock Out stared at the bottom. His Spark pulsed faster. Silence filled the forest, the snow continued to fall. He lowered his helm and turned away) “He's safe, for now.” Knock Out thought. (He started to wipe away his tears.
Megatron snarled; how could they have escaped? He examined his surroundings; where could they be? Snow kicked up nearby. Someone appeared; Knock Out, bearing his Energon Prod. The medic stared as Megatron grinned)
“There you are.” Megatron muttered. “I know your going to drag me back to the Nemesis, I won't go without a fight.” Knock Out growled. “At least, Breakdown should be safe.” Knock Out thought. (Megatron turned; showing his grin. Knock Out stepped back, his cherry red armor tensing) “And where is Breakdown?” Megatron asked. “He's far from here, that is all I will say.” Knock Out answered. (His Energon Prod sparked to life; his Spark pulsed faster. How foolish, he will return to the Nemesis, suffer punishment.
The Decepticon leader raised his arm, sending out blasts from his Fusion Cannon. Knock Out stepped back, Energon Prod twisted in his servos to keep his frame in movement. He transformed, driving across the snow. Megatron flew upward; chasing after the Aston Martin.
Knock Out kept driving towards the destroyed shed. Energy blasts crashed into the snow; sending it upward like the ocean. Each blast closer and closer till one hit. Knock Out transformed, crashing into the shed. Paint scrapped against the rusted remains. Metal managed to wrap around his arms. He yelped as tools pierced through his red armor.
Megatron transformed, landing right in front of the medic. He frowned as Knock Out struggled against the metal) “Is this what you wanted? (The silver mech grabbed Knock Out's face. The metal wrapped around his arms kept him down) To run forever, not knowing where your going.” Megatron said. (Red armor struggled against the twisted metal, a rusted saw embedded deep in his arm.
He stared as Megatron placed a servo close to where his Spark resided. Sharp claws dug deep; ready to tear it out) “Megatron, what are you doing?” Knock Out asked. (He stared at his former leader; keeping focus on the straight face his leader gave him)
“I wish for you to pay for your actions. What a perfect place to do so.” Megatron answered. (He tore the metal out; peeling it away as Knock Out screamed. The medic attempted to free himself, yet he couldn't do anything. Energon started to leak from the thick gashes on his chest. Everything started to turn black.
Megatron sighed; beginning a comm) “Soundwave, prepare a Ground Bridge.” Megatron ordered. (A green vortex appeared; the silver mech ripped the metal apart; taking Knock Out with him. He kept walking, until a sound echoed across the forest. A truck's horn.
Light blue energy spheres flew across the Winter wind. Knock Out lifted his helm, both red and silver noticed a red truck. It transformed; Optimus faced Megatron. Bulkhead and Wheeljack appeared; both transforming next to the Autobot leader. Knock Out glanced at them, then at Megatron. A smirk appeared.
His servo formed a saw, slashing at Megatron's wrist. The Decepticon leader released the medic; glaring at him as he bolted. Optimus stepped forward between silver and red) “Cease this at once, Megatron!” Optimus yelled. “He is my soldier, what I own.” Megatron retorted. (Red lasers flew out of the Ground Bridge and at the Autobots.
Vehicons appeared; continuing to fire. Knock Out collapsed against the snow; Bulkhead grasped the medic) “We need to get out of here.” Bulkhead replied. “Go contact sunshine. (Wheeljack pulled out his swords) I still have a score to settle with Megatron.” Wheeljack replied. (Bulkhead nodded as his Wrecker partner ran towards the two leaders)
“How did you find me?” Knock Out whispered. (Bulkhead glanced down at the medic) “Try to stay with me.” Bulkhead replied. (His optics widened upon the Aston Martin's next move. He closed his optics; nothing stirred within him. Energon seeped through the Wrecker's fingers) “Ratchet, I need a Ground Bridge, we've got one injured!” Bulkhead commed.
Vehicons stepped back as silver blades sliced them apart. Wheeljack smirked; glancing back at Optimus and Megatron. Snow kicked up around them as the mighty trees fell. Energy blasts started to tear the forest apart. Optimus stepped away from where trees remained.
The soldiers fell, some ran back to the Ground Bridge, carrying the remains of fellow Vehicons. Now that they were out of the way. Wheeljack ran up to the two leaders; firing at Megatron.
Optimus glanced at Wheeljack before returning to the sight of Megatron. He roared; punching the Prime while Wheeljack kept shooting. Then, three energy blasts hit Megatron's side. Both Autobots noticed three figures)
Arcee, Bumblebee, and Smokescreen; all aiming their blasters at Megatron. The Decepticon leader glared at Optimus. Fingers clenching the snow) “Give it up, Megatron.” Smokescreen stated. (He stepped back as Megatron glared at the rookie) “It is far from the end.” Megatron growled. (He transformed, flying away as Smokescreen and Wheeljack still fired as he escaped)
“Hold your fire.” Optimus ordered. (Everyone stared at Optimus) “Why?” Smokescreen asked. (Bulkhead appeared; Knock Out in his grasp) “We have more important things to focus on.” Optimus replied. “We're letting him in the base?” Arcee asked. “Yes, at his condition, he won't make it without medical attention.” Optimus replied. (The Autobots glanced at Knock Out as Bulkhead walked away. They followed; Smokescreen stopped, something was within the metal.
He took it out; the present. The Autobot rookie turned his helm to the other Autobots. They stared at him, the Ground Bridge nearby. “I'm coming!” Smokescreen yelled. (He and the rest of the team entered into the vortex. All unaware that a former Decepticon slept within the snow.
